Of old Zaintirari,
and of blood stained black
encrusting cruel rocks.
Foreheads with ashes spread
Of wands and secret meanings,
and of magik circles and pendants.

Mystical Zaintirari,
behold earth decrees
and unholy threats
enter into hidden night
and inner hate.

Of witches Zaintirari,
with scarlet entrails within pearl
and heinous underglows
to you.

Writ of execution Zaintirari
you and I shall die.
The skull of Sadus burning
and blackened with a fires ash.

Of cacophonous moaning Zaintirari
and life and love destroyed.
Blood turned black on the faces of my coven.

Blind from the unlight.

Of ivy in entombed madness
near silent graves,
a bed of ashland dirt.

The blessings of mother night.

Of truest black and unrest forever
within our souls together,
the dark of caves.

Collide with me o pentacle of stars,
remembr my bloodshed for his glory.

Unlight in me o traveller of serpents,
in a process of siver.

Of potters clay
and diamond eyes.

Direct me o current of evil
trust in me your secrets of decay.

Of cold and hopeless Zaintirari
with luminous plants
and funeral rites.

Of aging and dying Zaintirari
the host of witches
and other ghost lights.

O negative plane
kill the ones who oppose my coven
we say this as we touch the orb of black
amongst the gathered marsh roots.

Of the end Zaintirari
of the summoned beast
the coven in blood.

I'm sorry, is this a poem??? Anyways, if it is, it's exellent! If not, it's still good :wink_smile:

I love it.